Boba Lab steeps real loose-leaf tea every morning, shakes it with milk we actually refrigerate, and cooks tapioca in small batches all day. Dial in your sweetness, ice, and pearls by the percent — then order from your phone and skip the line.
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We rebuilt the drink from the leaf up. No flavour dust, no day-old pearls, no mystery syrup pumped from a jug — just the parts that decide whether a cup is worth standing in line for.
We brew real loose-leaf jasmine green, roasted oolong, and Assam black in the morning and again at midday, then chill it fast so it keeps its snap. Nothing pours past its window — flat tea makes a flat cup, and we'd sooner dump a batch than serve it.
Tapioca has a four-hour life, and most of it is spent by the time it reaches a chain counter. Ours is rolled, boiled, and brown-sugar glazed in small batches all day — warm-soft in the middle with a real chew, never that gummy, chalky bite.
Whole milk and barista oat, kept cold and poured the day it's opened. The creamer powder the industry runs on tastes like cardboard and coats the roof of your mouth. We left it out, and the first sip tells on us.
0%, 25%, 50%, 75%, or full — set in real cane sugar, not a watered-down syrup. Pick your ice the same way. The drink is yours, so the dial is yours, and we'll remake it until it lands exactly right.
Brown-sugar boba, hand-set grass jelly, popping yuzu, salted cream-cheese foam, and pudding steamed each morning. Stack two if you want — the lab has no wrong combinations, only experiments that haven't earned a spot on the board yet.
The board rotates with the season and the night market, but these are the ones the line forms for. Every drink is built to order — say the word and we'll swap the milk, drop the ice, or load it with extra pearls.
Warm tapioca glazed in torched brown sugar, tiger-striped up the cup, drowned in cold fresh milk. Caramel, toast, and that first chewy pull. The cup we'd order if we could only have one.
Three-times-scented jasmine green, steeped fresh and shaken with whole milk and a whisper of cane sugar. Floral, clean, never bitter. The cup we judge every new location by before it's allowed to open.
Charcoal-roasted oolong pulled like an espresso and poured over cold milk. Nutty, toasty, almost chocolatey, with a long finish. For the days a milk tea needs to act a little more like a coffee.
Bright green tea over real yuzu and passionfruit, loaded with popping pearls that burst tart-sweet. No milk, all sparkle. The cup that quietly converts the people who swear they don't like bubble tea.
Real steamed taro, stone-ground in-house — never a purple powder — blended with coconut and oat milk. Earthy, nutty, faintly vanilla, and that colour comes from the root, not a bottle.
Spiced Thai tea, fresh-brewed and bold, capped with a thick salted cream-cheese foam. Pull it through the foam for the sweet-and-salty hit that recalibrates what you expect from Thai tea.
Stone-milled ceremonial matcha poured over crushed fresh strawberries and cold milk. Three clean layers — grassy, sweet, creamy — and it tastes the way the photo promises.
House-simmered wintermelon tea, mellow and honeyed, over hand-cut herbal grass jelly. Cooling, low-sweet, and the cup our caffeine-free regulars come back for after the sun goes down.
Whatever the brew team is testing this month — black sesame, ube horchata, hojicha crème, a night-market mango sago. It stays on the board until it sells out, and the best ones earn a permanent line.
The lab, by the numbers
“I'd written off bubble tea as sweet sludge until a friend dragged me here. The brown sugar boba was warm and actually chewy, and at 50% sweet I could finally taste the tea underneath. Now I order it from the app on the walk over so it's ready when I hit the door.”
“I'm a difficult order — dairy-free, low sugar, the works. Most places sigh at me. Boba Lab let me dial the yuzu green to 25% with oat and popping pearls, then remade it without a word when I asked for less ice. That's the whole reason I keep coming back.”
“Our study group orders eight drinks at once and the split-the-tab thing in the app has genuinely saved the friendship. Every cup comes out labeled and exactly right, even the chaotic custom ones nobody can pronounce.”
Pay as you go, or join the Sip Club and let the habit pay for itself. Pause or cancel from the app in two taps — no tiers to climb, no points to decode, no fine print waiting to bite.
No membership, no commitment — just a great cup.
Our most-loved plan — for the daily-cup crowd.
For the household, the office, and the truly devoted.
You'll taste it in one sip. We steep real loose-leaf tea fresh twice a day, cook tapioca in small batches every two hours, and pour milk from the fridge instead of a powder tub. Most chains reconstitute everything from concentrate and shelf-stable mix. We cook; they reheat.
On every drink. Sweetness comes in 0%, 25%, 50%, 75%, and full, set in real cane sugar — not a watered-down syrup. Ice is regular, light, or none. Tell us in the app or at the counter, and if it lands wrong, we'll remake it on the spot.
Plenty. Barista oat milk swaps into any drink, and the fruit teas are dairy-free by default. Order any cup at 0–25% sweet, and ask about the caffeine-free wintermelon and herbal options. The menu is built to bend to how you actually drink.
Open the app, pick your Lab, build or reorder your cup, and pay. We time the drink to be freshly shaken for when you arrive — not made early and left to melt — and it's waiting by name at the pickup shelf. Most reorders take about thirty seconds, start to confirmed.
We do. Order for the whole table or the whole floor in one go, split the tab across phones, and every cup comes out labeled with the name and the exact build. For large drops, schedule ahead in the app or talk to your nearest Lab and we'll have it staged for pickup or delivery.
Build your first cup in the app and skip the line, or walk into your nearest Lab and let us make your usual on the spot. Either way, the chewiest cup in town is about thirty seconds away.